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He stepped into the ruins with great strides. The daylight was much better, and many things in the building could be seen clearly. He found the lounge where he sat for a while last night based on his memory—it was demolished, but he could still see it. Seeing the window that the old lady opened in the middle of the night, the window was hanging loosely, the glass was all smashed, and there was a dark brown mark on the ground outside the house, which could not be removed after so many years.

In the middle of the night last night, when he woke up from the hallucination, he happened to be standing at his current position, and it was also here that Mohura entangled him.

With Xiang Zhai Jing, the Feng Shui of the house is clear at a glance. Lin Jixuan walked into the depths along the corridor, and walked to the room where the drunk was staying. A business card was found under the rubble.

It read: Huang Ding, Marketing Manager of Kaixin Shoe Factory, 151xxxxxx.

He put his business card in his pocket and looked around again. The stairs were useless and he couldn't climb up. He went around the first floor again and got a general view of the apartment. Unfortunately, the bulldozers were too powerful , mercilessly, can only grasp the general ambiguous.

But enough.

He stepped out, and the two boys were still standing outside the apartment door looking at him, one of them had a baby face, with a pair of big eyes on his face, and when he blinked his eyes, he seemed to have a heartless feeling, the other had a good appearance, but It's a pity that he has a pair of mean eyes, and it's not very pleasing to look at.

"What do you see?" The big-eyed man named Zhang Wufang asked with staring eyes.

"I didn't see it." Lin Jixuan was too lazy to talk to them, and went out directly bypassing them.

"Brother Sancai, is this person here to grab our list?" Zhang Wufang asked.

"Who cares," Zhang Sancai sneered, "what can a third-rate celestial master who has not received a talisman see? Lan Dao is a liar."

"Brother, what are you waiting for outside the house?"

"Wait blindly." Zhang Sancai glared at Zhang Wufang.

"I'm better than you," Zhang Wufang said with a smile, "I can see that he stepped on a key point in the room just now, I'm not just waiting." He scratched his head, as if he didn't understand, "But I didn't expect Why didn't he see anything, it doesn't look like he didn't see it."

"Why do you talk so much?!" Zhang Sancai said dissatisfied, "The list will be robbed by someone, and you still have the mood to chatter here?"

"Then what shall we do next?" Zhang Wufang looked at him expectantly.

"Find a Fengshui master. There's a big formation here." Zhang Sancai frowned and said, "The problem here has something to do with Fengshui."

He Dongyuan was lying on the hospital bed with a gloomy face, the white blanket covered by him was kicked to the bottom of the bed, his glasses were hanging loosely on the bridge of his nose, hanging on the tip of his upturned nose so that they couldn't fall off.

"Tell me about you." Sitting next to the hospital bed was a beautiful woman in a cheongsam with a waistcoat. Her eyebrows and eyes resembled those of He Dongyuan's, with peach blossoms flying around her eyes. She had an attractive appearance. Her lips were painted with the most popular lipstick At the moment, I don't care about the color at all because talking too much will blur the color, "I know I can't eat grains, but if I insist on eating, it's so delicious? When I was a child, I almost lost my life by eating a bowl of porridge. Do you still dare to eat meat!? You are so courageous!"

He Dongyuan's face was even more ugly. If the salt water hose was not too short, he would turn over and cover his ears.

"Little bastard, didn't you hear what I was talking to you? Your sister and I ran all the way to save you, is that your attitude?"

"The old man named you Xian because he hopes you will be quiet and not noisy all day." He Dongyuan became impatient and said, "Can you shut your mouth and be quiet?"

"Why didn't you tell me to shut up when I was saving your life?" He Xian glared, and she looked more and more similar to He Dongyuan in appearance and demeanor. She picked up a pillow beside him and threw it on He Dongyuan's face, "Little bastard, you have no conscience, you scumbag, I curse you for not being able to find a girlfriend for the rest of your life! Who can stand you? Even your sister can't stand you! You bastard!"

"........." He Dongyuan was convinced, he didn't know where his sister had accumulated these words, and when he arrived at home, he couldn't even pronounce a word, and when he came to him, he cursed a series of rhythmic words.

He simply stopped talking and let He Xian flare up. After a while, He Xian suddenly stopped talking, watching He Dongyuan's eyes flushed, and tears rolled down the next second.

He Dongyuan was startled, and asked incredulously, "Why are you crying? I haven't cried yet?"

"Crying that you don't care about yourself," He Xian said, "crying that you don't care about your family, you little bastard, I'm mad at my sister."

"Can I be wrong?!" He Dongyuan pushed up the glasses that were about to fall off, and said irritably, "Didn't I already admit my mistake?"

"Then tell me why you suddenly ate something? With your personality, you won't take a bite even with a knife on your neck." He Xian stopped crying skillfully, and stared at He Dongyuan as if nothing happened. She is born with the power of language. She specializes in scriptures in Zen Buddhism. Once she meets her eyes and speaks a few words, she can't help but utter the deepest voice in her heart.

After she studied psychology, the iron rice bowl bestowed by her ancestors turned into a golden rice bowl. Outsiders came to her for counseling on psychological problems, and insiders came to her for hypnosis and interrogation. , can be fatal with just the right blow.

He Dongyuan was especially fond of her tricks, and he tried it repeatedly since he was a child, but this time, he choked all of a sudden, avoided He Xian's eyes, and remained silent.

He Xian frowned suspiciously, but didn't force him, and said, "Anyway, you are more concerned about your own body, and your parents don't want to see your body getting cold again and again in their arms."

"Understood." He Dongyuan looked out of the window with his face sideways, the pale light in the ward reflected his lines a little coldly.

There was a light coughing sound outside, and He Xian turned her head and saw a man in a suit and leather shoes, she frowned: "Hey, isn't this who? What wind brought you here?"

"Ahem——" As if he was choking for air, the man coughed repeatedly, and said with a blushing face, "I have something to ask Mr. He."

"This suckling brat has become Mr. He," He Xian chuckled pointedly, picked up her bag and stood up, "Then I won't disturb the chat between the two senior officials, let's take a step first." She He is quite tall, and when he walked past the young man at the door with his high heels, he deliberately raised his chin. He completely outmatched the man in terms of height alone, leaving him with a back that no one would recognize, an attitude that no one loves. It was very similar to He Dongyuan's arrogant appearance.

He rubbed his nose in embarrassment, feeling the heat on his cheeks before he entered the room. He wanted to pull out the chair and sit down, but when he thought that He Xian had sat there just now, the heat rose on his face again.

Seeing this, He Dongyuan joked, "Brother-in-law, what happened?"

The man blushed even more, and stammered, "What, what brother-in-law... He Xian and I broke up a long time ago, it's nothing, nothing."

"My sister still likes you, and I'm waiting for you to ask for reunion. My brother-in-law can call first," he said maliciously, "Don't be too busy blushing and talk about business. Have you found out the curse on that kid?"

"Investigating," Jiang Pingfeng glared at him with a blushing face, handed the tablet to He Dongyuan, and said, "But this matter is a bit involved, the one who cursed him was not a human being, it should be a B-level Ghost."

He explained the matter to He Dongyuan in general, and said: "It stands to reason that whoever finds it will solve it, and your rating is enough to handle this matter, it should be you. But you are in a special situation now, so I assigned this job to Nan Pai Tian Two young people who have just been promoted in the master's residence, Sancai and Wufang from the Zhang family."

"Oh, fine." He Dongyuan was happy to hear that he had nothing to do, and said, "How many days can I take on sick leave? Can I make up ten days and a half a month? Oh, I'm dying of pain, I'm dying of pain Oh, my stomach hurts, my whole body hurts." The tone was exaggerated.

"Three days." Jiang Pingfeng immediately put on a straight face, and said seriously, "Your performance this month has not reached the standard so far. I will submit the attendance review to Bureau Zhao next Monday. Hurry up."

"Oh, it's okay to bring it up earlier. Anyway, I can't finish it as usual. I'm so sick that I'll have to rest for five days before I can recover." He Dongyuan looked like a broken jar, with "I'm sick" written all over his face. You are abusing labor by denying me sick leave."

Jiang Pingfeng was used to his temper, and felt helpless. At this moment, his phone rang, and the man went out to answer the phone politely.

He Dongyuan picked up the blanket with his toes and wrapped himself up, like a cocoon that was just about to leave the world behind and concentrate on becoming a butterfly.

Jiang Pingfeng came in and saw him like this, sighed, and said: "I'll go back first, sick leave... I'll fight for you, oh, yes, you're saving face, help me and ask Mr. Cen if he's free .”

"What?" He Dongyuan asked with his eyes closed.

"This order involves Feng Shui issues. There are not many people who know Feng Shui nowadays. Those who understand Feng Shui in the sub-bureau have orders on hand. They have to ask Mr. Cen to borrow someone." Jiang Pingfeng said, "Mr. Cen likes you, you are easy to talk to."

"Then let me ask, five days of sick leave, this week's assessment will count as me."

"Don't go too far."

"For those five days of sick leave, half of those who are short of the assessment will be cut, and the price of the five days of sick leave cannot be negotiated."

"I should give you the list directly." Jiang Pingfeng knew that he would never be able to win against He Dongyuan because of his thick skin, so he said compromised, "I will try my best to help you arrange it, and you have to work hard on this matter. I am paying attention to this order, it seems that I know a little bit of Feng Shui, it would be bad if I use this matter to cheat the builder of money."

In this day and age, most people don't believe in ghosts and gods, but they still have faith in Fengshui, especially for some large real estate projects. Before investing or developing, they will definitely ask Mr. Fengshui to take a look. Gold or something.

"A Liar Ran Dao can't solve it, and these two boys have no skills." He Dongyuan said disdainfully, "Where did Li Dao Ran come from? Just put a sack on him and beat him to get out."

"A young man, good-looking, but a liar."

"Better than my sister? Brother-in-law, you have a bad heart." He Dongyuan said, "Show me, do you have a picture?"

"What brother-in-law! Don't yell, your sister is still getting married!" Jiang Pingfeng lectured, showed He Dongyuan the photo sent by Zhang Sancai, and muttered, "Wait and look up this person in the information database, The next announcement, and the next time we meet, it’s good to have a mentality—”

He Dongyuan suddenly sat up from the bed like a corpse, and looked at Jiang Pingfeng's phone screen as if someone had pasted him a talisman.

Jiang Pingfeng: "?"

He Dongyuan was silent for a while, and said, "I seem to have suddenly discovered my conscience."

Jiang Pingfeng was confused: "What?"

He Dongyuan said: "In life, you still have to work hard to be worthy of living less and less day by day."

Jiang Pingfeng was stimulated by his nonsensical remarks but could not find any faults. You must know that this person in front of him is a habitual offender who avoids going to work. When it comes to seniors who are full of internship opportunities, they can still have the cheek to tell the leader that the tutor is strict, while sleeping and playing games paralyzed at home.

Can you actually say this kind of words that can invite a calligrapher to write it, mount it and hang it in the lobby? !

He Dongyuan looked suspiciously at the shocked Jiang Pingfeng. The undisguised suspicion in his eyes made Jiang Pingfeng uncomfortable. He Dongyuan raised his lips and asked, "Brother-in-law, tell me the truth. Then Are the two newly promoted relatives of yours, and you entrust them with such a big list, are you doing it for selfishness?"

"For such a big matter, I will come in person."

"I'm cured," he calmly pulled out the unfinished needle, raised his right hand, and said to Jiang Pingfeng with a smile, "Leader, I'm applying for work."